2025.
a new year dawned casual and high,
but  that  I felt a sullen note of good-bye,

embellished with a truer joy than the
     whole world
could give,  yet I saw we took another
      year for granted despite this cold

lonely world,  and as others went 'happy'
     around with balloons decorous,
nature slip me into a new turn all
     anonymous;

and so all welcomed a new year, smiles
     flowery,
while I was beginning to negotiate an
      end of journey--

isn't a true joy, then, that year anew
with 2025 come with adieu and final
        end?

                      -by Hakim Kassim
                       (Jan.25.2025/Jgjga)